coobybook Chapter 569: Calf 1, Dean Presses Shoulders
Chapter 569: Calf 1, Dean Presses Shoulders
Chapter 569: The calf lifts up and the dean presses the shoulder
Chapter 569: The calf lifts up and the dean presses the shoulder
"Ok?"
The dean was also stunned when he saw that Kong Liu was so easy to talk to.
He slowly brought the teacup to Gong Liu and said, "Don't be in a hurry. Drink some tea first and we'll talk slowly."
Gong Yoo took a sip of tea and said, "Oh, but I have classes later. I will lose credits if I skip classes."
"No, Xiao Kong, you are an outstanding student who is brave enough to do something righteous. I'm sure you have completed all the credits."
After the dean finished speaking, he looked up at the counselor.
"Ahem." The counselor smiled and said, "Yes, yes, Gong Liu, you have almost completed all the credits. It's okay if you don't miss one or two classes. I will help you say hello to the teacher."
After hearing this, Gong Liu nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, let's talk slowly."
The old dean raised his hand, and the counselor walked out of the office. The old dean smiled and said, "Xiao Kong, you are a local of Zhonghai, right?"
"Ah."
"I heard from the professor at the neighboring college that it was you who called to cancel the music festival?"
"Ah."
"I knew you were brave and capable, but I didn't expect you to have an excellent family background. Our business school is really full of talents."
The dean deliberately emphasized the words "excellent family conditions".
"Dean, you don't have to flatter me." Gong Liu waved his hand and said seriously, "It was my decision to cancel the music festival. The senior leaders of the Art Academy and their student union colluded with each other and used the music festival as an excuse to threaten and oppress students from this academy and other academies. My company will never help them and cooperate with such an academy."
As foxes with a thousand-year history, the old dean immediately understood what Kong Liu meant. He said, "Hey, little Kong, you don't know that if this music festival is cancelled, the loss to our Jiaotong University will be huge... Besides, we have so many colleges in Jiaotong University, and it's not just their School of Art that can host the music festival. We should keep the wealth within the family. Why don't you take a look at the land behind our Business School..."
Gong Liu waved his hands again, and said with a look of deep sorrow: "Dean, forget it. I wanted to get along with my classmates as an ordinary person in Jiaotong University in the past two years, but Jiaotong University hurt me too deeply, and I can't swallow this breath. This loss should be regarded as a lesson for Jiaotong University."
After hearing what Gong Liu said, the dean was also expected. He said: "If you are dissatisfied with anything, tell me. If you encounter any injustice in school, tell me, and I will help you to ask the school leaders for an explanation!"
Gong Liu immediately changed his expression: "Actually, it's nothing. I just want the school leaders who hurt me and my friends and the classmates who spoke ill of us to apologize to me."
The dean asked back, "Is that all?"
"There are too many courses this year, and it's tiring to take them. I have time to learn skills outside of class..."
"Change! The unreasonable water courses must be improved!"
"Actually, regarding some of the unreasonable rules of our academy..."
"change!"
"I think..."
"change!"
"Dean, I haven't spoken yet."
"You represent all the students in our business school. If you say there is a problem, then we must change it!"
"Okay, so be it."
Gong Liu nodded in satisfaction, stood up and stretched. He sighed, "Driving is really tiring. My shoulders are sore."
The dean thought that Gong Liu was making a request, so he immediately said, "I have learned some massage skills, do you want to..."
"Ah, no no no, no..."
Before Kong Liu could finish his words, he was pushed back onto the sofa in the office, and the old dean personally gave him a neck and shoulder massage. This was a treatment that most people would never have the chance to enjoy.
"Xiao Kong, the strength is okay."
"Yes, yes, Dean, this technique is pretty good."
"Of course. I often massage my wife's shoulders at home. This is the first time I massage someone else's shoulders."
"So he's also a henpecked man."
"Ahem..." The dean felt a little embarrassed.
After a while, he asked, "What about the music festival..."
"Dean, you are so kind and amiable. I believe that the leaders and student union of the School of Business will definitely be able to do better than the School of Arts!"
What Kong Yoo meant by this was actually giving the right to host the music festival to the business school.
"Hahaha, of course." After hearing his words, the old dean grinned and laughed brilliantly, "The School of Business will never have the same kind of thing as the School of Art. I guarantee it with my personality, and I will participate in the whole process of organizing the music festival."
If this music festival is successful, he will be able to walk all the talk in front of the presidents of other colleges. If they sign some long-term cooperation agreement at that time, then it can be said that as long as Tianlai Music Company does not go bankrupt, the Business School will be able to show off its qualification to host the music festival every year.
What’s important is not the music festival, but the internship qualification in a big company, and even more so the temptation of the “big pie” of becoming a big star!
The old dean was very happy. He felt that no deal could be more profitable than helping Gong Yoo massage his shoulders.
The dean massaged Gong Liu's shoulders and said, "Don't think that our business school has not been doing well in recent years. That's because the economy of the whole society is in recession. In the past, our school also produced many outstanding people. After some business school students became successful, they donated money to build buildings, donated libraries, and repaired various infrastructures of the school in order to repay the school's kindness. At that time, the business school was in its heyday..."
"Yeah, I know." Kong Liu listened to the dean's speech without much change in his expression.
The dean looked at him in surprise and said, "You know?"
"Yeah." Kong Liu smiled and said, "Actually, my grandfather's name is Kong Tiancheng."
"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"
When the dean heard the name, his eyes almost popped out.
How could he not be familiar with the name Kong Tiancheng? Looking out the window of this office, the building opposite was fully donated by Mr. Kong.
"Ah-"
"Click~"
Just at this moment, the door of the dean's office was knocked open.
Gu Chenxi walked in and looked at the magical scene of the dean standing behind the sofa and massaging Gong Liu's shoulders. She thought she had not woken up yet.
Gong Liu looked at Gu Chenxi who suddenly came in, and was also confused: "Baby, why are you here?"
In fact, Gu Chenxi had been waiting in the corridor for Kong Liu, waiting for him to come out together. As a result, more than ten minutes passed, the counselors came out, but Kong Liu had not come out yet. She became a little anxious, so she knocked on the door and came in.
(End of this chapter)